Lastly, what I had assumed was her worst fear came to pass, and her mom pulled out ancient photograph albums. Nati was as cute as a baby as she was now. I also chuckled to see that there were some snaps of Lila bullying her in some way when they were young. Lila was always as if she had a gigantic evil smile painted on her face, and Nati seemed stuck between an apocalyptic-sounding scream.
Sooner or later, though, Nati ceased smiling as she looked at the photos, reality quite apparent in her mind. The one her parents did not know about. I didn't think she'd go on much longer. Within a moment, I could catch her eye when she looked up at me and nodded my chin toward the upstairs.
"There's probably a whole bunch of old pictures and all in our bedrooms," she said, looking straight at me. "Le
